The Pale Protocol
The fire took the roof first. Then the beams. Then the silence that followed was louder than the screaming. I wrote this down while the embers were still hissing in the ash. My hands shake. I cannot stop them. I need you to know what happened. I need you to know that I did not break. I need you to know that I am still here, though the man I was is burned away. You asked if I regret it. You ask...
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